Chapter 279: The Legacy of Mengde

Upstairs in the restaurant, Ren Yingying and the others stood by the window, watching everything happening below. When they saw that in addition to the Sun Moon Sect members, pugilistic figures were also participating in the siege of Feng Yi.

Ren Yingying's face showed a hint of tension and pity. She looked at Mo Da, and seeing him drinking leisurely, looking relaxed, she felt something was wrong. She turned around suddenly, staring fixedly at Mo Da, and said slowly: "How can there be so many pugilistic figures against Feng Yi? It's too coincidental, isn't it?"

Mo Da seemed to understand her thoughts and said indifferently: "Because Hou Renying has already defected to Alliance Leader Zuo of the Songshan Sect!"

The girls were shocked by his words.

The Songshan Sect was the head of the Five Mountains Sword Sects, and Songshan Sect Leader Zuo Lengchan was an extraordinary figure in the current pugilistic world. His martial arts were god-like, and he was extremely resourceful and unpredictable. Whenever the three words "Alliance Leader Zuo" were mentioned in the pugilistic world, everyone would be terrified.

However, the Qingcheng Sect was a famous sect for hundreds of years. Hou Renying was a disciple of Yu Canghai, and his master's bones were not yet cold. How could he defect to Zuo Lengchan?

Ren Yingying, however, had a calm expression, revealing a noble reserve. It seemed that in her eyes, no matter what happened, it was nothing more than that.

Mo Da naturally took her reaction into his eyes, and secretly marveled.

Ren Yingying stared at Mo Da for a long time and said slowly: "You are truly unfathomable. The entire pugilistic world has been deceived by your wretched appearance." She said it lightly, her gaze not without blame.

Mo Da slanted his eyes and curled his lips: "My wretchedness is given by my parents, and I won't change it. As for being unfathomable, that's not it either. It's just that the situation in the pugilistic world changes in an instant, and if you want to live long, you have to pay more attention.

A few days ago, Zuo Lengchan summoned the leaders of the Five Mountains Sects to gather at Songshan to discuss major events, but I couldn't go as promised.

You two little dolls, one with high martial arts, one with high position, both arrogant, falling into a trap without knowing it. I intended to tell you, but he only cared about playing on the way, and didn't seem to take it too seriously!"

While the two were talking upstairs, Feng Yi had already started fighting with the crowd.

Seeing the Emei Four Swords slapped by Feng Yi, not only was the crowd shocked into silence, but Mo Da's wine cup was crushed by him without him knowing.

Because a master like him, when Feng Yi made a move, couldn't help but substitute himself into the category of Feng Yi's opponents, thinking about how he would deal with such an attack!

But with Mo Da's martial arts and insight, he felt he couldn't avoid it either, only by drawing his sword early, aiming at Feng Yi's vital points, and stabbing his vital points the moment his body moved, might he possibly avoid being slapped in the mouth by him in one move.

Mo Da let out a long breath, clapped his hands and laughed: "God-like and ghostly, god-like and ghostly..." After finishing, he laughed loudly.

As Feng Yi killed the Diancang Double Swords, the Five-Fingered Head-Shattering Monk, and the Spirit Sound Monk and other masters, the ground was littered with bodies. Those who were injured and not yet dead were struggling and twisting on the ground.

Mo Da showed unbearable expression, but Ren Yingying's eyes revealed a smile like spring water, seemingly accustomed to this tragic scene of blood flowing.

But seeing Feng Yi flick his sleeves to strike Hou Renying, a person rushed out from the side, using palm force to offset Feng Yi's "Cold Sleeve Flicking Acupoint" divine skill.

Mo Da said slowly: "A good 'Great Yin-Yang Hand'!"

While speaking, Feng Yi had already pushed out a palm. Only then did he see the person: short and fat, with a yellow and swollen face, about fifty years old.

Seeing him strike, the person secretly called it bad, shouted: "Le Hou asks for advice!" He slid out along the ground, and two small, thick fat palms slapped toward Feng Yi's ribs.

He was short, his movements were swift, and Feng Yi only felt a chill attacking his body.

Le Hou was the fifth junior brother of Songshan Sect Leader Zuo Lengchan. His appearance was ugly, but his palm force was extremely shocking.

This pair of palm forces was one yin and one yang. The yang palm came out first, but the yin force reached the body first, followed by a scorching palm wind, wanting to force Feng Yi to retract his palm to save himself, not letting him strike the palm force at Hou Renying.

Feng Yi laughed lightly: "Good palm force!" His left palm met it, but the palm force pushing toward Hou Renying didn't decrease at all.

*Bang*—the palm forces met. Le Hou felt Feng Yi's palm force like a mountain wall pressing over, and blood rushed to his throat. He groaned, flew horizontally, turned two somersaults, landed on his feet, and retreated staggeringly.

Unfortunately, Feng Yi's remaining force didn't disappear. Le Hou knocked over a person, whose ribs were broken, and immediately collapsed.

At the same time, Hou Renying felt a gust of wind pressing on his body, and even breathing felt difficult. The momentum was stronger than anything he had ever seen. He wanted to block but couldn't, wanted to run but had no path, and couldn't help but be terrified.

Suddenly, he felt a heat on his shoulder, and his body moved eight feet horizontally. Looking over, a dignified middle-aged scholar and a middle-aged beautiful woman appeared on the field.

This scholar had a graceful demeanor; it was Mount Hua Sect Leader Yue Buqun.

Feng Yi said *eh* and said unexpectedly: "It's you..."

Yue Buqun smiled and said: "It is indeed me."

Feng Yi was silent for a moment and said indifferently: "This is truly strange!" He looked at the beautiful woman beside him and said: "This must be Heroine Ning, right?"

This beautiful woman had thin eyebrows like willow branches, pressing down on cold moon-like eyes, giving people a sense of calmness and self-possession in every move. She bowed slightly and smiled: "I have long heard that Hero Feng's divine skills are extraordinary. Seeing it today, how fortunate!"

This beautiful woman was Yue Buqun's wife, Ning Zhongze. Although she had been married for many years, her heroic nature had not diminished, and she liked people to call her Heroine Ning, not Madam Yue.

It was as if she was an appendage of Yue Buqun.

So Feng Yi's one sentence made her feel good.

"Heroine Ning is over-praising." Feng Yi said with a smile: "Where is your sect's disciple Linghu Chong?"

Ning Zhongze and Yue Buqun looked at each other, completely confused. With Feng Yi's martial arts and prestige, why would he ask about a Mount Hua Sect disciple?

"The little disciple is on Mount Hua." Yue Buqun stroked his beard and said: "I don't know why you are asking about the little disciple?"

Feng Yi smiled: "Young Hero Linghu is heroic and chivalrous, and the Mount Hua Sect has no one better, no one better."

Ning Zhongze also smiled: "Chong'er is indeed not bad. He has the highest talent among the sect's disciples, so my husband let him retreat and practice on the mountain for a year, and he will be entrusted with important tasks soon. It hasn't been three months yet, so I'm sorry to trouble you."

In fact, Feng Yi asked about Linghu Chong to check the time.

He knew that Linghu Chong in the original plot was punished by Yue Buqun to face the wall on Siguo Cliff for a year, which led to learning the Dugu Nine Swords, and later encountering the Mount Hua Sword Sect's trouble, starting a killing spree, becoming famous, provoking jealousy, and winning the beauty.

But now Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze actually appeared here, which made Feng Yi completely unaware of what plot point this was. Then this foresight advantage was gone, so he asked a question to know what time point they were at and how he should act.

Now hearing that Linghu Chong had only been in retreat for three months, he secretly thought: "No wonder I could meet Ren Yingying in this kind of place, and meet these people besieging me. It turns out that the plot was destroyed beyond recognition inadvertently."

Feng Yi smiled: "Are you the only two who came today?"

"I have three other companions," Yue Buqun hadn't finished speaking,

when someone shouted sharply: "Tianmen is here!"

His voice was loud, making everyone's ears buzz, and the crowd parted a path.

Only the red-faced, long-bearded Tianmen Taoist stepped in, staring fiercely at Feng Yi.

Feng Yi pretended not to see, and Yue Buqun smiled again: "And the leader of the Northern Mount Heng Sect, Abbess Dingxian, and the Abbess of White Cloud Nunnery, Abbess Dingyi."

As soon as these words came out, a commotion arose in the crowd.

Abbess Dingxian and her senior sister Abbess Dingjing and junior sister Abbess Dingyi were known as the "Three Dings of Mount Heng."

Abbess Dingxian was easy-going and had superb martial arts, but almost never asked about worldly affairs. Today, she actually appeared here.

"Amitabha, goodness, goodness!"

A kind-looking old nun, in snow-white monk's robes, drifted like snow, followed by a tall old nun, who was Dingyi.

The two moved swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, they were close.

Only Abbess Dingxian put her hands together and said: "This poor nun is Dingxian of Mount Heng. Meeting a master is a great fortune in three lives."

Feng Yi returned the salute: "Abbess is too polite!"

He thought that today's matter was truly a bit tricky.

He didn't fear anyone in a one-on-one fight, but with so many masters gathered, the matter was not small, and the masters on the surface were easy to talk about, but what about those in the dark?

Upstairs, Ren Yingying and Mo Da looked at each other.

Ren Yingying hesitated: "The leaders of the Five Mountains Sects are gathered..."

Mo Da laughed: "How can Alliance Leader Zuo be missing? Are you a bit worried?"

Ren Yingying's face heated up, and she couldn't help but snort.

Mo Da said indifferently: "Fei Bin is poisoned with cold poison, and the Songshan Sect can only resist, not resolve it. Hehe, at this point, if they want Fei Bin to live, the only ones in the world who can save him are Shaolin Master Fang Zheng or the 'Murdering Physician' Ping Yizhi. But Zuo Lengchan doesn't want to beg either of them, nor can he go to beg them, so he must find Feng Yi."

Ren Yingying felt ashamed and said: "I understand. If Fei Bin is not saved, I'm afraid the Songshan Sect would have used conspiracies to deal with him long ago."

Mo Da nodded slightly: "Yes, Fei Bin didn't die after all. Even if Zuo Lengchan is willing to give up, he must save him first." Ren Yingying said: "If he doesn't want his junior brothers and a group of subordinates to be cold-hearted, he must save Fei Bin."

Saying this, she paused and sighed slightly: "It's all my fault for being careless, giving people an excuse, and bringing the Sun Moon Sect here. Fortunately, his martial arts are extraordinary, and he should be able to escape, otherwise it would be bad."

"Yes!" Mo Da also said: "This time, the Five Mountains masters are all out, and the Demonic Sect is on the side. If Feng Yi fights hard, it might be a bit unwise!"

Feng Yi downstairs didn't know that in the original plot, Zuo Lengchan had gathered the Five Mountains leaders at Songshan to discuss major events when Linghu Chong was facing the wall, and Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze had attended.

This time, with Fei Bin half-dead, he had to find him even more.

Feng Yi laughed and said: "I just wanted to kill Hou Renying, but you blocked me one after another. Is this clearly making me a joke?"

Hou Renying's face was bloodless, and he braced himself: "Yue, your name as the Gentleman Sword is respected by heroes in the world. My master died at Feng Yi's hands, and he also stole the sect's unique skills and killed my sect members. I know I can't avenge this hatred alone, so please look at the friendship between Mount Hua and Qingcheng in the past and preside over the overall situation."

Saying this, he knelt on both knees, *thump, thump, thump, thump*, kowtowing heavily, and then burst into tears.

Everyone saw him not begging for mercy in front of Feng Yi, but kneeling and begging for help when talking about avenging his master. Everyone secretly respected him, feeling that the Qingcheng Sect was worthy of being famous in the pugilistic world. With such disciples, why worry about the sect not prospering.

The Qingcheng Sect disciples saw their senior brother like this, although they were confused, they followed suit and knelt down, but didn't kowtow.

Yue Buqun saw him perform such a great ceremony, secretly knowing it was bad: "This Hou Renying is dragging me into the water; this is going to ruin my Mount Hua lineage!"

He flicked his sleeves, and the sleeve corner brought his shoulder, pulling him up with a sticky force.

Hou Renying only felt a gentle and thick force lifting him on his shoulder, and he stood up involuntarily, feeling both shocked and admiring.

Yue Buqun's expression was solemn, and he said: "We are fellow pugilistic travelers; I dare not accept this great ceremony."

Saying this, he looked around and smiled slightly: "Many heroes know that I and Hero Feng are also not acquainted without fighting. Saying he stole the Qingcheng Sect's unique skill 'Heart-Destroying Palm', I think it is purely groundless. He definitely wouldn't disdain to do such despicable things. As for the death of Sect Leader Yu, sigh, my Mount Hua Sect has left behind instructions: except for being irreconcilable with the Demonic Sect, we are not allowed to participate in private fights and vendettas in the pugilistic world. Mount Hua and Qingcheng are indeed on good terms, but the matter entrusted by Nephew Hou violates the sect's instructions and rules, so it is truly difficult to obey. But in my opinion, Sect Leader Yu has already passed away, when will the cycle of retribution end? Everyone should meet with a smile and forget the grievances!"

The crowd heard this, and some felt contempt.

In fact, pugilistic people like to talk about benevolence, righteousness, and morality the least, because walking in the pugilistic world is a life-risking business.

As for what he said about "irreconcilable with the Demonic Sect... everyone should meet with a smile and forget the grievances," it was even more talking nonsense with eyes open.

Someone couldn't help but want to ask: If I killed your master and slept with your wife, can you still say you don't participate in private fights and vendettas, and meet with a smile and forget the grievances?

Now the Demonic Sect members are on the side, you go up and be irreconcilable, really can pretend.

Someone even wanted to say, you don't know where Black Wood Cliff is, I can take you there.

But no one took the lead.

This is Yue Buqun's brilliance. Even if people despise him and scold him, they can only do it in their hearts.

On the surface, there is no place to speak.

Except for a madman like Feng Yi.

Only Hou Renying said respectfully: "Yue, the grievances between us and Feng Yi, you have seen with your own eyes. But he stole the sect's unique skills, killed my master, and this grievance has not been settled. He then continued to slaughter my many junior brothers, and just now he even slaughtered many righteous heroes on the spot. Facing such a vicious demon, if you seniors don't want to preside over justice..."

Saying this, he bowed to everyone and shouted: "Junior brothers, the hatred of killing the master, how can we not avenge it? Let's fight Feng Yi!"

Feng Yi laughed and said: "Boy, you are so good at moral kidnapping, and so brave, who is the mastermind behind the scenes?

Hou Renying said: "My Qingcheng Sect is irreconcilable with you, what mastermind do we need?"

Yue Buqun said: "Nephew Hou, I think there must be a misunderstanding. With Hero Feng's reputation in the pugilistic world, how could he steal your sect's unique skills and violate the great taboo of the pugilistic world? Don't be impatient!"

Saying this, he added: "Hero Feng, you also temporarily rest your thunderous anger. The world is ignorant. I accepted the young escort head of the Fuwei Escort Agency as a disciple, and people said I coveted the Lin family's Bixie Sword Manual. As the saying goes, the clear are clear, why care too much about rumors?"

Ning Zhongze said coldly: "Exactly, my Mount Hua Sect's sword technique is famous in the four seas, and the fist and internal energy are also exquisite, enough to make a name for the world, why learn from others?"

Not mentioning Feng Yi's words pointing at Yue Buqun in the Qunyu Courtyard, just going to Songshan, because Yue Buqun accepted Lin Pingzhi as a disciple, he ate a lot of cold words from the Songshan Taibao. Yue Buqun had a gentleman's demeanor and didn't notice, but Ning Zhongze's temperament was much more violent, naturally very dissatisfied. These words were pointing at the target, venting for her husband.

Feng Yi smiled slightly, noncommittal.

Hou Renying cupped his hands: "Heroine Ning is right. Yue is upright, a gentleman known to all, but Feng Yi is a lecherous prostitute, in love with the Demonic Sect demoness, a self-willing low-class evil disciple. How can the two be mentioned in the same breath!"

Feng Yi's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he sneered: "Boy, I just wanted to know who the mastermind behind framing me was, so I didn't want to take your life directly, but you made me a bit annoyed!"

Feng Yi saw someone using the Heart-Destroying Palm to kill, so he felt it was a conspiracy against him, but he wasn't sure who the mastermind was.

Now it seemed it was unnecessary.

Feng Yi didn't finish his words, flickered, waved his sleeves, and the sleeves instantly became like thin iron sheets, a gust of wind rushing toward Yue Buqun and the others.

Several people felt their breathing was not smooth, their hearts were shocked, and they retreated three steps, their internal energy condensed, and they had to resist.

Feng Yi's palm reached out from his sleeve, *pa*—

The palm had already hit Hou Renying's head.

Hou Renying collapsed to the ground, blood flowing from his seven orifices.

Everyone knew his skull was shattered and his soul had gone to the west.

Feng Yi moved like lightning. Yue Buqun, Ning Zhongze, and other masters were on the side but couldn't stop it, and the person was already dead. Several people were shocked, hurriedly retreated a few steps, and drew their swords.

The crowd's hearts jumped heavily, and their mouths were dry. They had just seen Le Hou and Yue Buqun's couple save Hou Renying's life, thinking that three first-class masters could at least contend with Feng Yi, who knew that even with Tianmen Taoist, Abbess Dingxian, and Abbess Dingyi, Hou Renying was still dead.

Feng Yi stood with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance, and shouted: "With such a lineup today, without the Five Mountains Alliance Leader, Alliance Leader Zuo, wouldn't it be eclipsed?"

He said it lightly, and everyone was shocked. The Five Mountains Alliance Leader coming in person was a great event in the pugilistic world.

But a cold voice came from afar: "Truly good skills, truly ruthless means, truly high insight!"

Although his voice was not very loud, it was extremely clear to the ears, as if he were no more than three feet away.

The crowd was shocked. There were many houses here, separated by doors, but this person's voice gave people a feeling of one word being close to another.

Knowledgeable people knew this was not only that his internal energy had reached an extremely high level, but his speed was also indescribable. Like a sea traveler encountering a storm, just seeing the signs, the wind and rain had already hit the sails. This person had enjoyed great fame for many years, and he was indeed extraordinary.

In a flash, a light boat flew over the water like an arrow. The light boat was also strange, not having sails, but moving fast, clearly not rowed by ordinary people.

Time was short, and the light boat rushed to the front. On the bow stood a thin and long figure.

When the word "insight" was finished, he paused, leaped up, a gust of wind swept by, his figure like a falling star, and he stood two feet away from Feng Yi.

Everyone looked closely and saw his clothes and hair fluttering, yellow shirt fluttering, his stature very high, long eyebrows slanted into his temples, his face cold, his spirit heroic.

Especially his eyes, cold as stars. Anyone who touched his gaze felt a chill in their lives. Even the several Demonic Sect elders thought: "I have heard that Zuo Lengchan is the first in the Five Mountains, his martial arts are world-shaking, and it is indeed extraordinary!"

Yue Buqun and the Five Mountains crowd cupped their hands: "Greetings, Alliance Leader!"

Zuo Lengchan returned the salute. Le Hou stepped forward, bent his left knee, lowered his head and cupped his hands: "Le Hou is incompetent, defeated, shaming the sect, please punish me, senior brother!"

Zuo Lengchan waved his sleeves, his sleeves bringing wind, and suddenly his right hand brought Le Hou up, laughing: "Junior brother, what are you saying?

We martial artists take suppressing the strong and helping the weak, eliminating violence and bringing peace as our ambition. Meeting a strong enemy, I have also been defeated by others.

Besides, victory and defeat are common in military affairs. Since ancient times, heroes have all been those who rise after defeat. What is a temporary success or failure? As long as you have the heart to reorganize and practice hard, you will surely win in the next battle!"

"Yes!" Le Hou raised his eyebrows, cupped his hands and bowed: "Senior brother's instruction, Le Hou will never forget!"

Feng Yi nodded and said: "People say Alliance Leader Zuo has the talent of an owl hero. Seeing it today, it really has a bit of Mengde's legacy. This is truly an unexpected harvest."

(End of chapter)

No sooner said than done, the light boat had rushed to the front, and a thin and long human figure stood on the bow.

When the word "know" was finished, he paused his feet, flew up, a gust of wind swept past, his figure was like a flying star pouring down, and he was already standing two feet away from Feng Yi.

The crowd stared, only to see this person's clothes and hair fluttering, yellow robes fluttering, his stature very tall, long eyebrows slanting into his temples, his face cold and stern, and his spirit high and heroic.

Especially his eyes, cold as stars; when others touched his gaze, they felt a chill in their lives, and even several Demonic Sect elders thought: "I have always heard that Zuo Lengchan is the number one in the Five Mountains, with peerless martial arts; it is indeed not to be underestimated!"

Yue Buqun and the others from the Five Mountains all cupped their fists and said: "Greetings, Alliance Leader!"

Zuo Lengchan returned the salute, Le Hou stepped forward, bent his left knee, lowered his head, and cupped his fists: "Le Hou is untalented, defeated, and has disgraced the sect; please punish me, Senior Brother!"

Zuo Lengchan waved his sleeves, both sleeves bringing wind, and suddenly his right hand brought Le Hou up, laughing loudly: "Junior Brother, what are you saying?

We people who practice martial arts take suppressing the strong and helping the weak, eliminating violence and bringing peace as our ambition; when encountering strong enemies, I have also been defeated by others.

Moreover, victory and defeat are common matters for soldiers; since ancient times, heroic figures have all risen after defeat. Why discuss temporary success or failure? As long as you have the heart to reorganize and practice hard, you will surely win in the next battle!"

"Yes!" Le Hou raised his eyebrows, cupped his fists and bowed: "I will never forget your instruction, Senior Brother!"

Feng Yi nodded and said: "People say Alliance Leader Zuo has the talent of a hero; seeing him today, he truly has a bit of Mengde's legacy; this is truly an unexpected harvest."

(End of chapter)